A well-written song 2 by David, when he was in the cave; 3 a prayer.
142:1 To the Lord I cry out; 4
to the Lord I plead for mercy. 5
142:2 I pour out my lament before him;
I tell him about 6 my troubles.
142:3 Even when my strength leaves me, 7
you watch my footsteps. 8
In the path where I walk
they have hidden a trap for me.
142:4 Look to the right and see!
No one cares about me. 9
I have nowhere to run; 10
no one is concerned about my life. 11